Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are the seeds.

You can grow flowers, or you can grow weeds.

What are we doing, we’re here forever

All be together

There’s beauty in unity

They have eyes trying to tear us apart

No man at the parks

Where have we gone to

Where have we gone to

And When we touch our hands, the pain will go away

If we keep our distance, things will never be the same

Tomorrow isn’t borrowed, today we preach for change

There’s power in our convos, get the fuck out of your condos

Pronto, do it pronto

Appreciate your calls